Petra Creffield Poems

pause
reboot
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The love I had for you is all now gone
I killed it off with a silver shotgun
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Plunge yourself deep inside
Into the dark interior of me
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TODAY

It seems we get so used to things so quickly
A life lived, easily forgotten and left behind
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An evening spent with the children of the children of the holocaust
Different lives
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Phlegm clogs the tubes
Vomit in the drains
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Diaspora of dreams
I wake in limited reality
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Time to bed in
After excessive holiday
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Angry single woman walks the streets
Trying to prop up fickle self worth
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My temperature is rising
Anticipating the heat of you
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